bittersweet is better than sweet
hopeless kids are running crazy
setting fires to buildings
when the schools are out
and i hear you’ve got your sunglasses on
and you hate everyone
now you’re talking about
some book i probably lent you.
cherry red and mirror ball
i saw you by the factory wall
looking like a burnt out star
in some magazine
and i see you’ve got your sunglasses on
and you hate everyone
like a kennedy you’re gone before your time.
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Posted on 21 January 2012
Tags: #lyrics #minks #Painted Indian
